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Majima had always suspected that Kiryu was holding back during their fights, suppressing the wild, untamed energy always threatening to spill over if he could just push him in the right way. As it turned out, he had been right in a way he could have never predicted.
He wasn’t even human. Or at least, not fully. Majima wasn’t wholly sure what he was looking at but what he did know was they he liked it, whatever it was. Scales and horns and spikes jutted from his skin, which was rapidly turning a bright red in color. All in all, he looked suspiciously like the famed dragon on his back. Majma licked his lips as he eyed Kiryu.
“So,” he began, still taking in the sight. “...ya been hidin’ this side of yourself from me for a while, eh?”
Kiryu was panting heavily and Majima saw the way his teeth had begun to elongate, sharp and deadly. His tongue darted from his lips to wet them and it was redder than the blood soaking into his gray suit. He eyed Majima, a frantic, wild look in his eyes. It suited him far more than he would ever know.
“It’s...a curse,” Kiryu said simply. “My burden to bear. You weren’t supposed to be able to draw this side out of me.”
Majima laughed. “Yeah, I’m sure I wasn’t but damn glad I did.”
Kiryu rose an eyebrow. “...you’re...glad?”
“‘Course, I been wantin’ this since we started fightin’,” Majima waved his hand. “I been tryin’ to get ya to let loose since the beginning. ‘Course, I didn’t actually think you were, ya know, a real ass dragon. But, I’m not complainin’.”
Majima took a step towards Kiryu, who stepped back.
“I could kill you,” Kiryu said, and then he paused and said, “I mean, easily. Without trying. I don’t want to actually hurt you, Majima-san. You should stay back.”
Despite his warning, Majima stepped closer, pulling his leather gloves from his hands. Kiryu could have killed him at any other time just as easily and he hadn't. It would be fine, Kiryu was just a worrier. Besides, being killed by a dragon monster dude seemed like a pretty wild way to die and he was okay with that.
“Majima-” Kiryu protested again but quickly shut his mouth when Majima placed his hands on his face, trailing down to his chest, feeling the new patterns of skin and scales and horn and spikes for himself.
Even though he was feeling it for himself, it still didn’t quite seem real. As if he was having the weirdest wet dream of his life. Yet, dream or not, he didn’t want it to end. Kiryu looked so wild like this, the way his pupils had pointed to a slit and were darting back and forth quickly as he eyed him cautiously, the way his skin was flecked with patches of hard, brightly colored scales that glinted in the Kamurocho lights, the horns growing from between his neatly slicked back hair, the spikes running along his spine; it made Kiryu look so feral . Even with his typical gray suit, he looked absolutely monstrous. It was a delicious sight, Majima thought, to see Kiryu looking so wild. He liked it far more than was normal and if he had been determined to bed Kiryu before, he was absolutely intent on it now.
“Kiryu-chan,” Majima purred, fingers trailing over Kiryu’s hands, tracing the long claws that had grown from his fingernails. “...you know what this means for us, right?”
Kiryu looked down at him, raising an eyebrow.
“You gotta let me have a taste,” Majima said, looking up to make eye contact, something he had never had to do before but Kiryu’s entire body looked to be a size bigger now. The thought alone was enough to send an elicit shudder down his entire body.
Kiryu recoiled from his touch and pulled away, backing away further until he hit the wall. “...no. Absolutely not. I could seriously injure you, Majima-san. Besides, I’ve…”
Majima watched as Kiryu awkwardly shuffled his feet, cheeks flushing a deep crimson.
“I’ve never done...anything...with a human before, so I don’t know what kind of effect it could have on you,” Kiryu said. “And I don’t want to hurt you.”
Majima rolled his eyes. “That’s half the fun! ‘Sides, ya beat me half to death just about every day and I always bounce back. I can handle it, you know that.”
Kiryu frowned deeper, a feat Majima hadn’t been aware he was capable of but perhaps the teeth jutting from his mouth just made it look deeper than ever.
“...Majima-san, you’re…” Kiryu sighed. “...you’re a strange man.”
Majima cackled loudly, practically doubling over at his response. He wiped his eye as he continued to chuckle to himself.
“Come on, come on ,” he insisted, practically giddy at the idea. “Just a kiss? No tongue? Wait,” Majima interrupted himself and thought for a moment, “...nah, it’s gotta be with tongue.”
Kiryu groaned and Majima watched as he flicked his tail and Majima’s mind was flooded with a hundred thoughts about what he could do with that thing. The spikes around the end of his tail were smaller and more rounded, duller than the rest of the ones trailing down his back. It would be safe enough, he thought, if he could just convince Kiryu to let him try it...
Majima brought a hand to his mouth just to be sure he wasn’t drooling.
“...if I kiss you,” Kiryu said quietly, resigned. “...will you promise to not ask for more?”
Majima bit his lip. It was a shitty compromise, that was for sure. He didn’t really plan on keeping the promise even if he said yes, though he had to at least pretend or Kiryu wouldn’t let him do it. He eyed Kiryu’s mouth, those pursed lips of his and the sharp fangs jutting over them and he thought that a kiss would definitely be worth it. He was sure he could convince Kiryu for more later. After all, they were always just on the cusp of tearing each other clothes off during every fight. Now that Majima knew why Kiryu had been holding back from sealing the deal, it was only a matter of time before he couldn’t resist any longer.
“...fine,” Majima relented finally. “But it’s gonna be one long ass kiss, so you better be prepared.”
Majima suspected Kiryu was blushing given the way he shifted slightly but the patches of scales hid it well enough that he couldn’t be certain. Regardless, he stepped forward, closing the distance between them and placing his hands on Kiryu’s face again. He looked into his eyes, took in the way his pupils looked now. They were certainly more slit-like than before, but as Majima pressed his body to Kiryu’s, he watched them enlarge significantly. He grinned at Kiryu’s obvious desire for him, knowing that if he was becoming this worked up from just being touched, there was only so much he would take before he gave in to Majima and let him have his way.
Majima leaned forward, having to stand on his toes in order to reach Kiryu’s lips now. He could feel his fangs against his lips as he kissed him and it made his chest burn with longing to know how they would feel buried deep inside of his skin. He snaked his hands into Kiryu’s hair, gently tracing the long horns that had grown from his skull as he continued to kiss him. He heard Kiryu make a soft, whimpery noise and that spurred him on to deepen their kiss, pressing his tongue to Kiryu’s lips, parting them. He was quite pleased when Kiryu didn’t fight him and instead, he opened his mouth eagerly and Majima felt his long tongue against his own. His mouth felt impossibly hot and he tasted of cinder and ash. Majima groaned, desperate for more, pressing against him with more force and begging for Kiryu’s tongue to further violate his mouth. It was slightly unsettling, even for Majima, just how far into his mouth Kiryu’s tongue could go, but Majima found that he was enjoying the feeling of Kiryu’s tongue invading his body, pushing deep inside of him in a way that shouldn’t be possible. It made his pants tighten and he knew that if he kept going he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from cumming in his pants. Reluctantly, he pulled away and was still disappointed as Kiryu retracted his long tongue back into his mouth.
Majima was panting, out of breath from just their shared kiss. He wiped drool from his lips as he eyed Kiryu’s mouth still, wanting more still.
“...satisfied?” Kiryu muttered, looking away from him.
Majima nodded excitedly, still somewhat hazy from their kiss. He wanted so much more, so much more . But he could wait, he could patient. Now that he knew what was in store for him, he was going to become even more persistent in his advances on Kiryu.
“Well…” Majima said, running his tongue across his lips. “I’ll see ya around, Kiryu-chan.”
Kiryu eyed him warily. “...right.”
Majima stamped the last few documents with his custom-made stamp and pushed them off to the side of his desk with his finished paperwork. He was struggling to focus on it even more than normal. All he could think about was Kiryu, which wasn’t abnormal, but now that he knew what Kiryu was really like his mind felt hazy. Whenever he thought about their earlier kiss, it was all he could do to stop himself from calling Kiryu and practically begging for more. Even just the thought of it caused his pants to tighten once more. He sighed and adjusted himself. Normally he would just call in Nishida and have him take care of it, but there was a meeting that was starting in less than five minutes and while Majima was pretty sure Nishida could get him to cum in less than five minutes, all he could think about was Kiryu and his tongue and how hot his mouth had been and the way his sharp teeth had felt against his lips…
Majima groaned as he realized his hardon was not going to go away in five minutes. Not that it would be the first meeting he’d conducted with an obvious boner but it was always uncomfortable. Mostly for the rest of the Majima family, but standing around with a hard-on was never much fun, either.
Still, he stood and stretched out before exiting his office to head for the meeting room. The second he stepped into the room he paused. It was...really hot in this room. He wiped sweat from his brow and as he felt his face he realized he was impossibly hot, too. It wasn’t just the room. He glanced around at the members of the Majima family already in attendance and no one else was sweating near as much as him. Or at all. He yanked his coat from his body and tossed it on a nearby chair, peeling his gloves off next. His hands were clammy and his entire body was burning up. More than even the heat in his body, his thoughts were swimming. He found his thoughts circling back to Kiryu no matter what he tried to focus on. He swallowed anxiously as he looked at the notes on the whiteboard of the meeting room. They said...what did they say, again? All he could see was Kiryu’s name written over and over again. He blinked a few times but it did nothing to help focus the kanji and he chewed his bottom lip.
What the fuck was happening to him right now?
As he thought about Kiryu, because it was all he could think about, he recalled Kiryu offhandedly mentioning that his fluids might have...adverse effects on humans. And Majima had swallowed plenty of his saliva, that was for damn sure.
“Sir?” Nishida’s voice pulled him from his thoughts. “...sir, you look awful, are you feeling alright?”
Majima stepped towards Nishida and grabbed his shoulder for support before reaching into the pockets of his slacks and yanking his phone out. He scrolled through the contacts until he saw Kiryu’s picture and he punched the send button. It rang a few times before Kiryu’s velvety voice greeted him and that alone nearly sent him over the top.
“ Kiryu-chan ,” he purred into the receiver, cupping the phone with both his hands. “We gotta meet up. Now. My office.”
“...Majima-san?” Kiryu asked after a short pause. “Are you feeling okay?”
“F...fine,” Majima managed to say. “Hurry.”
“...alright,” Kiryu said before the line went dead.
Majima shoved the phone back into Nishida’s hands and ignored him as he called after him, clearly confused. He slammed the door to the family office behind him and was glad to be greeted by the bite of the chilly night air. His body was still burning up but the cool air helped to at least take the edge off. It felt like forever as he waited for Kiryu. It shouldn’t be taking him so long to show up. His thoughts kept replaying their kiss from earlier and each time he felt his pants become tighter. He wasn’t sure he could handle it much longer. He reached for his smokes before remembering they had been in his jacket that he’d discarded earlier. He swore and kicked the side of the building. He needed a distraction before he exploded.
Majima glanced around but there was nothing going on except for a homeless guy walking his dog. Not exactly prime distraction material. He paced around the street a few times before his eye finally spotted Kiryu. Glorious, beautiful Kiryu. He had never looked so good before. Was his shirt unbuttoned more than normal, or was Majima just really horny?
“Kiryu-chan!” Majima exclaimed as Kiryu drew closer to him. “Thank fuck you’re finally here, c’mon.”
Majima grabbed his hand and for a moment his brain short-circuited as he realized he was holding onto Kiryu’s hand. He stifled a moan before he yanked him along.
“Majima-san, what is going on?” Kiryu asked, frowning deeply but following his lead regardless. “You’re not wearing your jacket and you’re sweating like crazy.”
“I was hot,” Majima said offhandedly. “Who cares? Details, details. Nothin’ matters except what I’m gonna show ya.”
Kiryu grew quiet as Majima dragged him through the Kamurocho streets until he realized what direction they were headed.
“...Majima, are you taking us to a hotel?” he asked, finally pausing and forcing Majima to stop.
“Maybe,” Majima said evasively. “Look, it’s really important, I swear.”
Kiryu stared at him for a moment before he took a step closer. Majima swallowed as Kiryu encroached on his personal space. All he could focus on were his lips, the way his eyes were practically boring holes into him as he looked at him. He needed Kiryu’s mouth on him again, needed him in every conceivable way. Kiryu didn’t understand, couldn’t understand what it had felt like to kiss him for the first time earlier. It was like he had ignited a fire deep within him and the only way to satisfy it was for Kiryu to fuck him so hard he couldn’t move for a week .
Majima flinched when Kiryu placed a hand on his forehead. Kiryu’s skin felt hotter than ever against his own and he shuddered.
“Come on, please ,” he whimpered desperately. “Just come with me.”
Kiryu pulled his hand away and nodded. “Fine, let’s go. I know a place.”
Majima grinned widely as Kiryu gave in much easier than he’d anticipated. He’d expected to have to fight and beg but Kiryu had caved immediately. He didn’t question it too hard, just felt lucky that Kiryu hadn’t taken too much convincing.
Even so, it felt like it was taking an eternity to reach the hotel Kiryu had mentioned. Majima had never been to this particular hotel but Kiryu seemed to be, at the very least, friendly with the front desk lady. She handed him a key and waved at them as they headed to the elevator. Majima eyed Kiryu as they stood in the elevator. He licked his lips as he thought about how Kiryu would taste again, like the fire currently burning inside of him, the heat rising from his abdomen all the way up to his head, making his thoughts hazy. He jumped at the sound of the elevator door reaching their floor. Kiryu led the way down the hall and Majima shuffled his feet as he opened the door.
Finally, after far too long, they were alone together once more.
Majima grabbed Kiryu by the lapels of his jacket and smashed their lips together with more force than he intended, cracking their teeth as he kissed him. He yanked on his clothes, desperate for Kiryu to be naked as soon as possible.
“Majima-” Kiryu exclaimed, trying to hold him off of him. “Majima, stop for a second!”
Majima pouted as Kiryu’s grip tightened on his arms and held him in place. “Come on, we’re here, what’s the holdup?”
“This is what got you into this mess, remember?” Kiryu chastised him sternly. “I think, earlier, when you kissed me-”
“Who cares about all that?!” Majima snapped. “Just fuck me, already!”
“Majima, you’re not thinking straight right now,” Kiryu sighed as Majima groaned loudly.
“Yeah, ‘course I ain’t, ‘cause ya ain’t fuckin’ me already!” Majima replied, trying to yank his way out of Kiryu’s grip. “Bring out them teeth and scales and shit and get down to it!”
Kiryu finally let go of him and Majima grinned at having won once more.
“Fine,” Kiryu replied. “If you won’t listen to me right now, then I’ll have to...satisfy...you and once you’ve calmed down we can sort this out.”
Majima nodded eagerly, only half listening to what Kiryu was saying. Really, he only caught the part about satisfying him, but that was all that mattered anyway.
“What’s your safeword?” Kiryu asked.
“Augh,” Majima rolled his eyes at the insinuation he would need one. “It’s baseball .”
Kiryu looked thoroughly unimpressed by that, of all things, being his safeword but establishing one seemed to satisfy him.
Majima watched with anticipation as Kiryu changed from how he usually looked into the form that Majima had been lusting after since he had seen it just hours previous. Everything about him normally was gorgeous, but this was different entirely. So wild and unfettered. Majima loved everything about the way Kiryu looked when he was like this. He suddenly remembered his pants as they became unbearably tight and he started to yank them off but before he could finish he felt Kiryu’s hands on his. Majima looked up to him, delighted. In one slick motion, Kiryu’s sharp claws made short work of his pants, tearing them from his body. Majima shuddered as the nails drug against his skin, not enough to draw blood but enough to remind him that, at any moment, he could. And Majima certainly hoped he did.
Majima yelped in surprise when Kiryu picked him up and carried him to the bed. He desperately pressed kisses against part of Kiryu he could reach, from his neck to his jaw to his lips. Kiryu ignored him until they were both on the bed and then he turned his attention to him for the first time. Majima whimpered beneath his touch as Kiryu’s hands traced over his body and if he had felt hot before he felt engulfed in flames now. Kiryu’s fingers, his sharp nails tracing along his chest and abdomen, it was almost enough to get him to cum without any further friction. It felt too good, too good, like nothing Majima had ever experienced in his life. He needed more, urgently.
“Kiryu-chan, fuck me already,” Majima whined, grinding himself against any part of Kiryu he could reach. “I need it so bad, please, just-”
Kiryu cut him off with a kiss and Majima forgot entirely about everything else. He had been thinking about this since it had happened, desperate for more. Kiryu's long tongue snaked inside of his mouth and he moaned. He pressed his own tongue to Kiryu's and was rewarded with Kiryu curling his tongue around his. Majima could barely take the way Kiryu's tongue felt as it worked against his own. It made his head swim and he was almost relieved when Kiryu broke the kiss to pull away. Majima panted, head clouded with nothing but thoughts of Kiryu even as he wiped the drool from the sides of his mouth.
Majima whined when Kiryu pulled away from him but his disappointment was short lived when Kiryu began to strip his suit away. Every button revealed more of his chest, more patches of scales and gorgeous muscle. Majima idly licked his tongue as he eyed Kiryu’s body. It was beautiful, of course, every inch of him was but especially now, especially the rough, scaly patches of red flecking his skin, the way his muscles seemed to be even larger than normal, if that was even possible. Everything about Kiryu seemed to be larger now and Majima wasn’t ashamed at all as he eyed Kiryu making short work of unbuttoning his slacks and yanking them down and off. Majima knew Kiryu was big, he had to be, but this...this was beyond any of his wildest fantasies. It had to be the dragon blood, or whatever, because there was no way it was physically possible to have a cock that large. Not that Majima was complaining, oh no, quite the opposite; he had never wanted something inside of him more than at that very moment.
“Fuck, Kiryu-chan,” he mumbled, eye transfixed.
“We don’t have to-”
“No, no,” Majima said immediately, rolling his eye. “We have to, and we’re gonna, get the fuck over here.”
Kiryu frowned slightly even as he returned to his position above Majima. Majima wrapped his arms around him and pulled him close, burying his hands in his hair, feeling those horns of his again.
“You’re gonna let me do whatever I want, right?” he purred, catching Kiryu’s eye. “Please?”
Kiryu wanted to argue, Majima could tell, but he knew full well it wouldn’t get him anywhere and so he relented before he even started.
“...what do you want?” Kiryu asked and the tone of his voice was enough to make Majima shudder beneath him.
“Lay down, on your back,” Majima said as he grinned up at him.
Kiryu did as he was asked, positioning himself on his back on the bed, propping his head up slightly with one of the many pillows strewn around the large bed. Majima watched as his tail struggled to find a comfortable position, twisting between his thighs and resting across one of his legs. Majima reached out and trailed his fingers across Kiryu’s tail, feeling the duller spikes lining the back of his tail. He felt it twitch beneath his hands and he glanced up at Kiryu, who was flushed a deeper red than he’d ever seen.
“...is it sensitive?” Majima asked, a wide grin slowly creeping onto his lips.
Kiryu grunted a reply, refusing to open his mouth. Majima was satisfied with that and he stroked along his tail with more force now, pressing along the lines of his scales. They were smooth and warm beneath his touch, like coals from a fire that had been extinguished recently. He leaned down and experimentally ran his tongue over the very tip of his tail and the noise he pulled from Kiryu’s lips surprised even him. A moan that was so salacious it was near enough to send Majima over the edge. He’d never heard such a noise from Kiryu before and he was desperate for more. He stroked his fingers along his tail until his hands found their way to Kiryu’s thighs, and finally to his cock. Up close, it was even more impressive. Perfectly thick in all the right places, bent upwards towards his navel but resting far beyond it. He was already hard and leaking a generous amount of sticky precum against his abdomen. Majima licked up every last drop, the taste on his tongue surprisingly addictive. It tasted like nothing he’d ever tasted before. It was indescribable in how it fueled that fire deep within him and he was ravenous as his tongue lapped at Kiryu’s cock, desperate in a way he had never been. Even with his mouth opened as wide as he could get it, which was quite far, he could barely fit the tip inside of his mouth. Still, that was enough for him at the moment as he continued to run his tongue across the impossibly hot head of Kiryu’s cock.
Majima felt Kiryu’s tail nudge between his legs and a surge of excitement traveled up his spine. He had thought he would have to beg for Kiryu to allow him this indulgence and so the fact that he had been the one to initiate it delighted him. Majima spread his thighs for him and allowed Kiryu’s tail to situate itself between his legs and as he straddled it, he could feel Kiryu shudder beneath him. He looked up at him, dragging his tongue along the entirety of his cock as he made eye contact. Kiryu’s intense gaze made him moan and he pulled away from sucking him off to adjust his position. He placed his fingers into his mouth, dragging them along his tongue and gathering as much saliva as he could before he bent over and pressed them against his entrance. He rutted against the dull spikes on Kiryu's tail as he made sure he was nice and wet for him. Once satisfied, he guided Kiryu's tail against him.
“Fuck,” Majima muttered as he felt the first dull spine push inside of him.
Even the tip was enough to begin to stretch him but the dull ache only spurred him on, eager for more. He moved his hips, pushing more of that tail inside of him until he felt the second, larger spike pushing against him. It would be a lot to take in, but if he couldn't, he would never be able to fit Kiryu's cock anyway, and that was the goal of this entire thing for him. He glanced back up at Kiryu, whose eyes were squeezed shut as he listlessly fidgeted as he worked his tail inside of him. He savored the flush of his cheeks, the way his eyebrows were pulled tight over his eyes as he moved that tail against his ass. It was a delicious sight to take in, one that only accentuated the pleasure he felt as Kiryu pushed that next spike inside of him. It hurt, for just a moment, before Majima felt the tip of his tail find his prostate and he cried out at the sudden wave of pleasure.
“Right there, Kiryu-chan, fuck-” he panted, grinding his hips against Kiryu's tail as he chased his bliss.
Majima leaned down once more, his tongue finding its way into the folds of Kiryu's foreskin as he lapped at his cock once more. Kiryu's tail continued to work against him in that most delicious way as he filled his mouth as much as he could with Kiryu's exquisite cock. The feeling of being so full on both ends was easily overwhelming and he leaned into that feeling, allowed it to wash over him as he continued to desperately suck at Kiryu's cock as his tail fucked him harder still. The way those dull spikes felt as they dragged inside of him was indescribable in the best of ways. He never wanted the moment to end, could have lived in this reality where Kiryu's tail fucked him as he sucked him off. Unfortunately, there was only so much his body could take before it peaked and Majima felt himself tipping over the edge far before he was ready. His own cum splashed against his abdomen and he panted as he rode out the last pulses of his climax, rutting against Kiryu's tail one last time before he couldn't move his legs any longer. Majima practically collapsed as he finished and he felt Kiryu's hands catch him and hold him close. Majima looked up at him dreamily, a smile on his lips.
“...so,” Majima said, still high from his orgasm. “You're gonna fuck me with that monster cock of yours now, right?”
Kiryu looked at him, face flushed a deep red. “...you want more?”
Majima nodded eagerly, already feeling himself growing hard again at the mere thought of Kiryu inside of him. He had stamina for days, but even he usually needed a bit more time in between. That fire inside of him was duller but still burning. He needed more.
Majima pulled Kiryu into a kiss, starting out lazier than before as he savored the feel of his hot lips against his own. Slowly, he ramped things up until he had Kiryu's long tongue in his mouth once more. He allowed Kiryu more access than even before, begging for his tongue to search every part of his mouth. Majima was surprised to feel Kiryu's hands on his hips but delighted as his sharp claws slowly dug into his skin. He whimpered at the pain but it only served to harden his cock further and he kissed Kiryu harder still.
Without warning, Kiryu broke away and flipped Majima onto his stomach, shoving him onto the bed. He craned his head in time to see Kiryu give him a look that poured fuel on the fire. A smug, overconfident look that made Majima's cock twitch. He felt Kiryu's hands grope his ass and spread and he realized what was happening the moment he felt Kiryu's hot breath against him. He moaned out as Kiryu's tongue expertly lapped at his entrance. His tongue was so hot and wet and he could feel Kiryu's addictive saliva dripping down his thighs in thick droplets and the sensation made him shudder. Finally, Kiryu's tongue pushed inside of him and he almost sobbed at the feeling. His tongue was so long that he could feel it working against his sweet spot and he bucked his hips against Kiryu, desperate for more. Kiryu's sharp nails gripped his ass firmly to hold him in place and he became more insistent as he moved his hips until Kiryu dug in hard enough to make him cry out at the sharp pain.
“Yes, yes , Kiryu-” Majima whimpered, “hurt me, harder, please, just-”
Majima practically sobbed as Kiryu dragged his nails down his ass to his thighs and Majima could feel that they were drawing sharp lines as they went. He flinched as Kiryu's fingers found their way to his cock and wrapped around him. Kiryu's hand was warm against him and his grip was tight as he began to stroke him. Majima felt Kiryu press his tongue against his sweet spot again and that was all it took for him to cum a second time, whimpering as Kiryu continued to stroke him through his orgasm. He felt Kiryu pull his tongue from inside of him and he felt empty for the second time that night.
“Don't stop,” Majima panted, looking back at Kiryu. “I want one more, fuck me, please, hard, bite me, claw me, ruin me, Kiryu-chan, please …!”
Kiryu's fingers dug into his hair and Majima grinned as his cock hardened once more from just that. Kiryu leaned forward and sank his fangs into his shoulder, eliciting a loud moan of pain and pleasure both. He felt blood trickle from the bite before Kiryu even pulled away and then he felt Kiryu's tongue lovingly lap it up. He shuddered and pressed back against Kiryu, feeling his massive cock straining against his ass.
Finally, Majima felt Kiryu use his hand to line himself up against his ass. The anticipation was electric as Kiryu slowly began to push inside of him. Every nerve in his body was on fire as Kiryu's cock stretched him beyond what he thought he could handle and yet instead of pain he felt nothing but a sense of overwhelming pleasure at the feeling of his burning cock. Kiryu continued to work inside of him at that steady pace and Majima continued to whimper and whine as he felt himself being pushed far beyond his limits. It felt so good to be pushed in this way, for Kiryu to be forcing his way inside of him. Once he was fully sheathed, the tip of his cock was far beyond his sweet spot but he was so massive that he could feel him pressing against it anyway. As he looked down at himself to admire the sight of Kiryu buried within him, he realized his cock was so huge that it left a visible outline along his abdomen. Majima felt a line of drool escape his lips at the overtly salacious sight.
Majima felt Kiryu's fingers tangle into his hair and before he could even moan at the feeling, Kiryu began to move inside of him. It burned red hot at first, so hot that it was almost blinding. Slowly, the heat dissipated and in its place, he felt an overwhelming wave of intense pleasure, so much so that he felt himself flinch at the sudden and strong feeling in his abdomen. As Kiryu continued to fuck him, the sensation only grew as he dragged his massive cock against his sweet spot with each shallow thrust, sending pulse after pulse after pulse of overwhelming pleasure straight to his cock.
“Fuck, Kiryu-” Majima sobbed out, “harder, more, fuck me harder!”
Kiryu's grip on his hair tightened and he forcefully yanked his head back, causing him to painfully arch his back. As Kiryu thrust into him he realized that he was hitting his sweet spot at an ever more intense angle now and he bit his lip as tears cascaded down his cheek from his one good eye. He felt Kiryu reach around and grip his cock and he whimpered gratefully as he began to jerk him off in time with his thrusts. He clenched tighter around Kiryu, desperate not to cum before him but finding it difficult to stop himself from spilling over again.
“Kiryu, cum inside of me,” Majima begged, “I need your cum in me, please , I need it !”
Majima felt Kiryu's grip on his cock tighten as he thrust so hard into him that he knew he'd be left with bruises on his ass. Majima whimpered and whined and moaned and before long he felt Kiryu stiffen and cum deep inside of him. His cum was so hot within him he felt as if he were on fire and that sensation coupled with Kiryu's tight grip on his cock made him cum yet again. It was so intense that for a few moments as the pleasure wracked his body all the way to his fingertips, he wasn't sure that he was breathing and when it began to subside he gasped for air as his body gave out on him and he collapsed face first into the warm sheets.
The first thing he noticed was the scent of Kiryu's cologne. It smelled warm and comforting and inviting. He didn't want to get up and face being awake but he knew he had to sooner or later. Slowly, he opened an eye and took stock of where he was. He blinked a few times. Serena…? Hadn't he just been in a love hotel?
Suddenly, the memories of the last time he'd been awake all flooded back in with varying levels of clarity. He remembered kissing Kiryu in the alleyway after seeing his true form for the first time, and then the heat in his body driving him to find Kiryu and fuck him immediately. The details of the deed itself were hazy and dreamlike. Majima wondered for a moment if it had been real before he shifted slightly and a deep ache in his ass confirmed it definitely had been. He groaned at the dull pain as he sat up.
“You're up,” Kiryu's voice greeted him like a warm cup of tea with honey, soothing the pain in his body. “I'm glad. I hope you aren't too...sore.”
Majima smiled sheepishly. “...I'll live.”
Kiryu sat across from him and set a glass of water on the table. Majima suddenly realized how thirsty he was and downed it in one long gulp.
“So,” Kiryu began after a moment.
“So,” Majima repeated, raising an eyebrow.
“I believe that...my saliva has a...certain effect on humans,” Kiryu said, brows furrowed. “...although you know that firsthand.”
Majima chuckled at the look of worry on his face.
“Whaddya so damn serious for? It worked out, fine,” Majima waved his hand. “I mean, I did ask for it. The kiss, the sex, all of it. And…” Majima swallowed a wave of desire at the memory of Kiryu fucking him. “...I wouldn't mind doin’ it again.”
“...are you insane?” Kiryu asked, flabbergasted. “You slept for twelve hours.”
“Yeah, so? I'll just plan better next time,” Majima rolled his eyes. “Didja think you were gonna get out of it that easy? Now that I got my taste, I'm addicted. Who's to say the effects of your spit wore off yet, eh?”
Kiryu stared at him, bewildered for a moment before he shook his head. “Majima-san, you are the strangest man I know.”
Majima cackled loudly, fully accepting that compliment. He moved the blanket from his body only to realize he was still naked. He began to ask where his pants were before he slowly remembered Kiryu tearing them off his body.
“So, uh...can I borrow some clothes?” he asked sheepishly.
Kiryu cracked a smirk at that and motioned to a neatly folded pile of clothes. They looked like cheap clothes he'd picked up at Don Quixote’s and the sentiment made his heart swell for just a moment before he swallowed it down.
“I owe ya,” Majima said as he pulled on the t-shirt and jeans.
“It's the least I could do, considering,” Kiryu replied, face flushing redder.
Majima grinned at him. “I should be thankin’ you for that. Haven't ever gotten fucked so well it cured my insomnia.”
Kiryu laughed at that, and Majima was surprised at the sound. It was a low, curt chuckle, but a laugh nonetheless.
“Well, I'm gonna go,” Majima said, shifting his weight between his feet. “...but I'll be seein’ ya again soon, Kiryu-chan.”
Kiryu smiled ever so slightly. “I'm counting on it, Majima-san.”